48. Chapter 48: Returning a Body to its Soul
Chapter 48: Borrowing a Corpse to Return a Soul
Maybe it was because it was the first time he met this kind of person, or because the other party was a girl.
The three brothers were once again silenced by the fuck.
It was obvious that none of them were good at dealing with the opposite sex, especially this kind of opposite sex with a lot of heart eyes.
If this is considered the opposite sex ……
As for the dude named Guardian Iris, he was silent as always.
If it wasn’t for the fact that skeletons don’t sleep, Heine would have suspected that he was already asleep.
After being pinned down, Mr. Sa asked back as if he was unconvinced, “Hey you girl, how can we be sure if you’re still pretending? What if you’re afraid of the three of us showing weakness on purpose and then playing dirty behind our backs?”
Huihui said in a light tone, “Then you can’t do anything to me.”
Mr. Sa: “? OK, you can be really good, I believe you again I am a dog!”
Huihui: “Just kidding, in fact, I still adhere to the original point of view, will not be affected by the number of us become less, as long as there are more than two people, the game will exist, it only depends on whether the individual is really sensible.
“Even if there are only a few of us in the current traversal, I’m worried that one of you thinks you’re smart or have the courage of a million men, after all, I’ve known combat players who were individually high eyed and pretentious.
“If that’s the case, I’m going to have to change my tactics.”
Mr. Xia was curious, “What strategy?”
Megumi gave a cheeky grin and chirped, “I, for one, will take you all down one by one like a sycophant, and then finally turn Heine into a puppet on strings for me alone.”
Yelp ……
Heine got goosebumps.
What kind of sickly speech is this.
He couldn’t make up his mind about Megumi’s character from just this point in time.
The only thing he could confirm was that she was very insecure.
Gender was one aspect, and on the other hand, there was also the competitive relationship between the travelers.
Especially when the three who entered first were clearly allied.
Why didn’t Sa have this problem?
For one thing, he had a big personality, and for another, he stank with the two men and fit in perfectly.
The two newcomers, however, each had their own characteristics, and thus both chose to disguise themselves.
That old Wei brother chose to remain silent, while Hui Hui changed her persona to hide her heart.
Although Heine thought in her heart that everyone was a friend, there was no denying that the pair of situations resembled an emperor and a courtier.
And it was the ideal king and subject relationship for him.
The checks and balances between the travelers were already in place.
As for what Megumi actually thought or did, it didn’t matter.
What mattered was what Heine would do.
Would he be the dim king?
Of course not.
…
Joke or truth, Megumi’s remark failed to cause any drastic reaction from the three.
After a slight silence, Catch the Goat calmly changed the topic and directly began to recount the previous experience.
Time was running out, and he wasn’t dilly-dallying.
When the carriage was almost there, the story was basically finished.
Finally, Catch the Goat calmly said:
“I’ll emphasize again: don’t reveal the fact that we can communicate with each other. As long as you don’t go beyond that, you can do as you please, I don’t want to be involved.
“Also let me correct you on a mistake; we are not ‘unable to do anything to you’.
“In the latitude Heine gives, I’m sure I could break up your soulfire before he intervenes of his own accord, but I don’t want to do that at all.
“You know, it’s the worst kind of double lose.”
Despite the lack of a body, Megumi seemed to shiver.
She settled back.
“Okay, I’ll remember.”
……
The manor was brightly lit and the undead servants were clumsily cleaning.
Ravens were alert in the sky, spotting the wagon.
Dylan stood at the door early, waiting.
He frowned slightly when he saw a cloud of soul fire floating around Heine.
“Evil spirit?”
Heine: “This is called an evil spirit?”
“How did you learn that in your summoning course?”
Heine proudly says, “I got a zero and then flunked out.”
“Hm …… Come to the third floor.”
Dylan turned to leave.
Heine went straight to the third floor with four skeletons and a ball of soul fire.
As usual, the body was checked first.
Megumi.
Skeleton strength: 0
Soulfire Strength: 2.1
Energy Affinity: 0-
Guardian Iris:
Bone Strength: 1.2
Soulfire Strength: 2.1
Energy Affinity: 0–
In terms of total attributes, Wei Temple Iris was 3.3 like Sa General before the upgrade.
But as he said himself, he was a Warlock, so the attribute distribution was heavily skewed.
Hui Hui is quite literally, pressed without a body, but judging from the strength of the soulfire, it should be the same template set as the warlock.
But after seeing the data, Dylan looked at Heine with increasingly odd eyes.
“What did you do to Matt’s bones?”
Heine froze, “What did what …… I only finished the summoning ah.”
“His bones originally had the strength of a third level warrior, but now they are slightly stronger than an adult farmer, yet there is not the slightest trace of destruction or corrosion …… How did you do it?”
Presumably the process of summoning is accompanied by the remodeling of the carrier?
Heine vaguely had this guess, but he couldn’t be sure.
“I really don’t know this time.”
His eyes were unmistakably clear.
Dylan didn’t pursue the matter and asked him rhetorically, “Your plan failed?”
“Yes. It didn’t get George to talk again.”
Instead, Dylan smiled oddly as he pulled a book from the shelf and tossed it over.
Fundamentals of Summoning.
“Start on page 12, fourth line.”
“Oh.”
Heine skimmed obediently.
As he watched, his brow furrowed. Possession was the instinct of evil spirits – the undead wanted to take over a body to immobilize themselves and alleviate the suction of the underworld.
That made sense; it wasn’t even an undead soul he had summoned.
And it looked like a skill, which she didn’t know how to do at all!
Wait, it seemed like a skill that didn’t involve any special energy?
Heine caught something at once.
Natsu-sensei’s Deceitful Death, Catch the Goat’s Blessing of Faith, and Sa General’s Tracking Technique.
Could it be that Huihui’s upgraded skill was “Possession”?
He immediately told Dylan about these things.
Of course, he couldn’t call the skill by its name.
He only said that after he transferred the special energy to them, it was suspected that each of the three skeletons had “mastered a special skill”.
When Mr. Xia and Catch the Goat both upgraded at the critical moment.
The former cracked Jianglu’s fatal blow, and the latter added her blessing to Heine.
This was a fact that he had seen and felt but not spoken.
He had also confirmed this during his communication over the past two days.
As for Chief Sa’s tracking technique, he hadn’t found it for the time being, so he could continue to observe.
Hearing him say that, Dylan was also pondering.
“Then you might as well give it a try.”
Without further hesitation, Heine immediately picked a portion of the remaining experience and transferred it to Hui Hui.
The latter’s soulfire brightened up with the naked eye, and then she let out a startled cry.
“How did I suddenly master the ‘play method’?”
Teacher Xia was puzzled, “What is that?”
“The core skill of a researcher …… Most of the crystals, energy bodies, and souls that have stored information need special means to ‘decode’ them, and the Playing Method is to infiltrate perception into them to experience the memories in a first-person perspective. ”
Without waiting for her to continue explaining, Heine gave her instructions.
“I need you to attach yourself to this body and access his memories, especially the entirety of what happened in the two days prior to his death.”
The silver soulfire flew in a circle and dove headfirst into George’s body.
“How long does this process usually last?” Heine asked.
Dylan: “Depending on the situation, two days’ worth of memories is just a few minutes.”
However this wait was half an hour.
Dylan’s brow was furrowed and
Heine followed suit and tensed, but in her heart it was clear.
The slowness was because Megumi was learning the language.
He still missed the point that most native wandering souls didn’t need to reacquire the common language.
That part of the memory had already been imprinted by the Seal.
But Megumi would have to learn it all over again, and in the form of a meal.
She only had time to respond to the trio’s inquiries in her head before her cpu was quickly filled with generic language learning.
Soon, “George” sat up from the floor.
He was finally moving.
“Greetings, my, honorable, master.”
The voice was still George’s, but the enunciation was odd and the articulation less than natural.
It was obviously still familiarizing itself.
Hearing him speak, an unusually brilliant expression passed over Dylan’s face.
He actually did see the dead man open his mouth ……
“Could this be the true essence of a necromancer?”
He muttered.
“George” asked again, “Shall I, may I, begin, to repeat?”
Heine took a deep breath.
“Begin.”
……
Things were a little more complicated than Heine thought.
Only one named guy showed up the whole time.
Mage Nagar.
Heine remembered this man.
It was he who had saved George the day Oswell had broken in.
He was also the first “Master of the Law” that Heine had ever met.
On the evening of the Feast of Mercy, Naga and George had a conversation.
He interceded on behalf of the Lion King Trading House, promising that George could seek a loan from them for compensation.
This Heine was familiar with, and Naga this was a completely high profile version of Simon.
George promised very quickly, but immediately afterward proposed to build a church of eternal dawn within the town of Ebony.
Naga visibly froze and thought he had misheard.
However, George didn’t stop there, he continued to propose inviting the Zanjos, Elves, Dwarves, as well as the Nyss in the north to come to Ebony Town to build their own temples.
His words were earnest, and he made a gesture that he wanted to cooperate with the other side and “open up the mountainous region of Makara” together.
However, after hearing this, Naga did not see any joy on his face, and just said, “I can think about it” and left.
Then George fell off his horse and hurt his head, after the doctor gave him medication, his memory has been disconnected.
The doctor was still the same, nothing unusual.
The problem was obviously in the potion that had been replaced without anyone realizing it.
The next day, George finds his two cousins visiting uncharacteristically.
It was at this point that he panicked, gradually overwhelmed by intense fear.
He hastily writes the letter and gives it to Arthur, and then his memory breaks down.
Until it died out.
Still, before death he heard a sneer.
“Stupid.”
The voice came from Naga, clear as day.
(End of chapter)